A Guardians Story

The resurrection

"guardian, wake up guardian"

i open my eyes slowly, for the first few blinks everything is blurry, then as everything comes into focus. i look down in front of me, i lay on the white, dusty ground, my back on a the wall of a destroyed research lab. i blink a few times before raising my arms, moving my fingers, watching as they bend slowly, as though they had not been used in a hundred years.

"what happened?" i ask quietly, not expecting a small orb to answer back

"you died, but i was able to bring you back" it says as i notice it "you've been dead along time, so you might not understand lot of things that are going on"

"what do you mean i died?" i ask it, confused as to what it was, or to how i was able to breath on the moons surface.

"well, it means you weren't living anymore" the small orb responds sarcastically "I'm a ghost, its my job to bring my guardian back to life"

i look at the orb again and respond "a guardian, well I'm not much of a guard of anything am i, i mean, whats there to guard?"

the small ghost flies closer and says "you were brought back by the traveler to defend it, by using its Light to fuel powerful abilities"

shaking my head i stand, although it is a slow, uncertain stand as a had memory surfaced"so what your saying, is I'm supposed to use magic, to defend the giant orb that came to earth?

it nods, as much as it could anyway "that's right, but first off, we have to find a way to get you off this rock, there are plenty of creatures that would kill you again if they got the chance"

"it seems barren to me, minus the research labs" is say as i look around, noticing how the roofs of most of them have caved in "what happened here?" i ask the ghost

it responds sadly "almost all the people here have died from fallen raids, or from hive who have gotten too close, a guardian recently rediscovered the hive were growing in number here"

this was all too confusing for me "the hive? fallen? what are these things?" is ask the ghost, hoping he could give me an answer

"things you will not want to meet in your current state" it responds distractedly "first off, i need to find you a weapon" it starts to glide over to one of the research labs and goes inside

"wait up" i call after it running inside, upon entering the doorway is see a body laying in the center, the ghost floating around it, a strange blue light coming in lines out of its eye, scanning the prone figure

"there's no Light left, hes too far gone, even his ghost is dead" it says sadly "quick pick up his hand cannon, his death will at least give us some protection"

"protection from these, fallen and hive?" i ask as i kneel down onto one knee to grab the hand cannon, its a pale white color, and looks very similar to a revolver. as i examine it, a war cry, almost a roar is heard in the distance.

my ghost looks up "its the fallen" a note of panic in its voice. i stand up holding the gun in my right hand and i run out the door, my ghost hovering over my left shoulder as i look out onto the barren land, waiting for these fallen to show themselves.